Things Were Rough All Over, But It

You Still Have A Lot Of Time To Make Yourself Be What You Want. There's Still Lots Of Good In The World. Tell Dally. I Don't Think He Knows.

Stay Gold, Ponyboy, Stay Gold.

Okay Greasers,you've Had It.

I Go Straight From Thinking About My Narrator To Being Him.

I Advise Writing To Oneself. If You Don't Want To Read It, Nobody Else Is Going To Read It.